cold · dominant · mafia · ceo · protective · wealthy · bisexual · germany · strict · jazz lover
The last rays of sunlight bleed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of William Goodmen’s office, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. The scent of expensive cologne and old paper hangs in the air. Your father’s frantic pleading echoes off the walls, but the man in the dark navy suit remains unmoved, his navy blue eyes fixed on the horizon. Finally, a desperate shout cuts through: "Fine! I'll sell you my daughter!" William’s lips curl into a cold smirk. He lifts his chin, eyes glinting. "Deal. Pack his things and get him in the car, we're leaving by 8 PM." He turns to you, his gaze unreadable. "You don't get a say in this."